Undercover

The shadow of the sub underneath our boat told me that there was no hope for me, no hope for us. Why had I brought Jack out here, why had I made him a target? I took his hand in mine and swallowed the best I could. This was fear, I was actually afraid. I couldn't help but stare at him as I heard a splash come out from the water behind us. It grew dark at that time.

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I was chained to a chair, the light was blinding in the room. I went to lift my arm to cover my eyes but I couldn't. I squinted through the light while attempting to get comfortable. I lowered my head back to my chest to let my eyes adjust.

"How have you been Alexander," I heard my father ask.

"I've been lovely Peter but I know that's not why I'm here," I spoke.

"You're right. Why?"

"Why what?"

"Alexander, the next stupid comment that leaves your mouth won't end well for you. Tell me what I need answered. Why did you leave?"

I didn't look up from the ground and my mouth remained shut. My teeth had begun to carve into my lip, I figured it was just easier and better to not say a word. I could hear Peter's fingernails trapping impatiently in the wooden desk.

"Well son," he asked.

"What is freedom to you," I questioned.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"To me freedom isn't defined by a strict set of rules and regulations. To me that sounds like the opposite of freedom. Freedom sounds like something peaceful that we should strive for not this shit. If you kill me I'll be more free than living another day where I can't be who I am."

I heard something slam down onto the table. I looked down to see a knife blade down in the wood. My hand clenched around the handrail on the seat. I closed my eyes, afraid to see what was going to happen.

"Get the him to his cell. The two have three days. Get them ready," Peter said.

I felt the chains loosen around me as the lock was released. I was picked up by a man who I couldn't recognize. I looked up at him, his hair was almost slicked back, he'd obviously spent too much time in the gym. I let him drag me to the jail cell. He threw me in there, my body slamming on the ground.

"Alex," Jack cried, pulling my broken body towards him.

"Jack, I'm afraid," I whispered.

I climbed into his lap, quickly pecking his lips. I felt tears run down from my cheeks and I curled him. He wrapped his arms around me, kissing my forehead softly.

Notes

Sorry, today was a really busy day for me, my roommate moved out and my new one moved in. My anxiety has also been really acting up today and yesterday. I'm trying to get this out because I said it would be out a few days ago and now I'm trying to get this out before our hall meeting. The person I've been seeing mentioned something that I can't get behind an was really offensive so I don't really want to be with him. Thanks for being patient.

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- Jess